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Chu Tian, ​​who asked casually, was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react until he got into the car.

He knew that Yoshiki Yamamoto visited famous teachers to improve himself whenever he was free, and he also knew that he learned Tantric mudra from Master Suorang, so his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years, but Chu Tian did not expect that Yoshiki Yamamoto Qing even learned superb archery from Mei Duo Zhuoma.

"What happens in the world is really a coincidence."

Chu Tian lowered his head and smiled wryly, but he soon became relieved. Mei Dolma once practiced martial arts on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and Yamamoto Yoshiki also happened to be taught by Master Suoran. In his spare time, the latter saw Mei Dolma It is normal for Dolma to ask for advice with an open mind about the arrow technique of piercing Yang with hundreds of steps.

Just when Chutian was about to let go of his thoughts, he suddenly remembered the things that Shen Binger had reported. The first was that Yingming Shenwu was killed by an arrow when he was fighting dozens of Gao Ren; The thing is that Koo Ida was also shot dead by an arrow when he fought his way out and fled to the speedboat.

Two arrows, two lives, the two masters died unexpectedly.

Although Ying Ming Kazumi and Jing Gong Masako failed to find this mysterious person, he took root in Chu Tian's heart. Now thinking of Mei Dolma mentioning Yamamoto Yoshiki and the fact that the latter had learned arrows, Chu Tian Tian's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became serious.

He never thought that Yoshiki Yamamoto was the murderer of the two, because Chu Tian knew in his heart that to be able to shoot Ida Koo and Ying Ming Shenwu not only requires profound skill, but also needs the archery skill of piercing Yang with a hundred steps. After all, there is no precise arrow technique, who can shoot and kill two people in a flash?

Yamamoto Yoshiki once shot an arrow to test Chutian's defense when he was in the Dongying cemetery, but the fourth child easily chopped it down with a knife. So although Chutian saw Yamamoto playing with arrows at the time, he didn't take it to heart. After all, playing with arrows means It's not a problem, it's just that things are different now.

Yoshiki Yamamoto is a master of archery.

Then, Chutian thought that Yamamoto Yoshikiyo was in a high position in the Yamaguchi-gumi, and many scattered and separated things were glued together like a disk defragmenter at the moment. Thinking that Yamamoto might be the mysterious archer, a wry smile flashed across Chutian's face : "Is life going to give me a second surprise?"

The first one naturally refers to unbeaten streak!

"Chutian, what are you talking to yourself?"

Su Rongrong raised her head and looked at the man: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Chu Tian dispelled the speculation and worries in his heart. Anyway, Yamamoto Yoshiki had no malice towards himself and Shuai Jun, and with Keer's relationship, he expected that there would be no more problems with Dongying, so he responded to Su Rongrong with a smile: "I am here Think about it, I don’t know if there will be any beautiful women at the bonfire party tomorrow night.”

"seek death!"

Su Rongrong pinched Chutian's nose: "Be honest."

While the two were flirting, the motorcade slowly drove to the place arranged by the Tibetan King's Mansion, a two-story Tibetan-style building with a round pointed tower on top, and some Tibetan Buddhas carved around it. The sunlight pouring into the sky gently makes the whole building appear resplendent and resplendent.

"Young commander, you and Miss Rong Rong will live here!"

A middle-aged man in Tibetan clothes bowed slightly to Chu Tian, ​​and said with a touch of sympathy, "Miss Rongrong's office is being renovated, and I believe it will be ready for use in a week. Those who come will also arrive within two weeks."

"You two rest first, if you need anything, you can tell me at any time."

The middle-aged man politely added a few words: "My name is Hidden Dragon, and I have been the third steward of the Tibetan King's Mansion for 20 years. The Tibetan King appointed me to be responsible for all your food, clothing, housing, transportation and personal safety in the King's Mansion, so what do you want to do?" Or you can tell me where you want to go shopping.”

Chu Tian found out that Hidden Dragon looked at Su Rongrong with absolutely respectful eyes.

"Third housekeeper, thank you."

Chu Tian responded to him very politely. This hidden dragon was tall and thin, with clear muscles on his face and strong masculinity. When he smiled, his eyes revealed a kind of gentleness and kindness from the heart. The power of this kind of power can easily infect the people around.

But when not smiling, there is another kind of coldness that makes people tremble deep in the bone marrow.

"By the way, where is my friend?"

Chu Tian was worried about the situation of Xidu: "I want to go and see him."

Hidden Dragon lowered his head slightly, but his attitude was still humble: "Young commander, you are welcome." Then he raised his finger and pointed to the bedroom on the first floor: "Young commander, your friends have already been sent to the room to rest in half a beat, and the two most prestigious doctors It has also arrived and is treating his wound at the moment."

This person is really straightforward in his work!

After Chutian returned his salute to him, he walked towards the bedroom in the side hall. Su Rongrong also moved to catch up with him. Hidden Dragon didn't follow up to check on the wounded. Dispatch forces to guard around.

Even Yun Tian who stayed in the hall nodded secretly, this Hidden Dragon is indeed a character.

When Chutian pushed open the door, two Tibetan doctors were busy treating Xidu's wound. The latter was soon wrapped up like an Egyptian mummy and put on the bed. His body exuded a strong smell of herbs, but Xidu was still in a coma. Wake up, eyes closed tightly as if tired of the world.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Chutian was worried about the safety of Western poisons, so he took the initiative to ask questions. A Tibetan doctor stood up with her hands full of herbs, and said respectfully: "Returning to the young commander, the patient's life is not in danger for the time being. Although the wounds are many and deep, they are not injured. It reaches the critical point, so the application of medicine is enough to recover."

Chutian and Su Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. At this moment, the Tibetan doctor changed the subject and added: "But he has a strange wound on his shoulder. There is half a snake's tooth mark on the wound. It is obvious that he was bitten by a snake. What is puzzling is that he has no signs of severe pain or poisonous hair."

"There is only anesthesia for the whole body, in other words, he has no pain!"

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback: "No pain? Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

The Tibetan doctor let out a long breath, bit his lips and replied: "Without pain, his body will not resist the herbal medicine we applied, and the wound heals twice as fast as ordinary people; but he also fell into a coma and was under anesthesia. Before it is lifted, he may have difficulty waking up."

Another Tibetan doctor also stood up, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and echoed: "Take it in three to five days, it's a good thing! It's a bad thing to see it in ten and a half months. I just checked the snake on his wound. India, if my guess is correct, he was bitten by an Indian black snake."

"Indian black snake?"

Chu Tian suddenly thought of the dozens of black snakes he had chopped to death with a single knife, and remembered the hideous and terrifying appearance of those snake heads, so he nodded and said, "I killed dozens of black snakes this afternoon. They are all dark and terrifying, with sharp teeth. Barb, my friend may have been bitten by this snake."

"That's right!"

The Tibetan doctor waved his hand and responded positively: "This Indian black snake swallows clotted blood all the year round, so it is black and its teeth are all barbed. Once it bites someone, it will hook the wound tightly, unless someone who recognizes the characteristics of this black snake, Otherwise, the wounded can only tear off the flesh and get rid of the snake's head."

"In addition, this black snake is not poisonous, only anesthesia."

Chu Tian frowned slightly and ignored the origin and horror of the black snake. He was only interested in how to save Xidu, so he straightened his body and said, "Doctor, you actually know the characteristics of this black snake, so you should have a way to save it, please." You help my friend get rid of the anesthesia."

"I know the characteristics of black snakes, but I don't know how to heal them."

The Tibetan doctor shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "This black snake is something played by Indian dignitaries. In the past, when science was not very developed, some respected Indian dignitaries held black snakes and guarded them by the Ganges River for the suffering. See you off, like someone who is tortured by a serious illness."

After a pause, the Tibetan doctor added in a low voice: "They will bite the dying person with a black snake, make him completely lose consciousness and pain, and then throw it into the incinerator to burn. Later, the Indian government strictly prohibited it because it was too cruel, but black Snakes still exist in high society in India."

"Because its anesthesia is quite overbearing, the upper class often use it to gamble their lives and money."

The Tibetan doctor looked at Chutian guiltily, and sighed: "So we really can't relieve the anesthesia, but you can find a famous doctor in India."

Su Rongrong suddenly thought of what to say: "To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be needed! We asked the captured Indians for the antidote. Since they can use this kind of black snake, they should have the antidote hidden in them, otherwise what if they were bitten?" What to do? Chutian, I will immediately send someone to find the Indian murderer."

Chu Tian nodded lightly: "It makes sense."

Su Rongrong quickly called Hidden Dragon, told the latter about Xidu's illness, and asked him to go to the Indian murderer to ask for the antidote for the black snake. When he came back, he said apologetically, "Young commander, Miss Su, I'm sorry."

"Let's take a step too late. There is news from the palace that the eight captured Indians have collectively passed out."

"They bit the collar and all passed out."

Hidden Dragon sighed: "There is no antidote on them."

Hearing the bad news, Chutian smiled wryly: "They should also be taking the liquid of the black snake. This is really a good way to keep their lives secret." After the two doctors and Hidden Dragon left the room, Chutian Sighed lightly: "It seems that we can only find Paer Wumang..."

"Is he killing people now, or playing the piano?"

The setting sun causes, the night gradually fades away, and the east turns white.Chu Tian, ​​who asked casually, was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react until he got into the car.

He knew that Yoshiki Yamamoto visited famous teachers to improve himself whenever he was free, and he also knew that he learned Tantric mudra from Master Suorang, so his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years, but Chu Tian did not expect that Yoshiki Yamamoto Qing even learned superb archery from Mei Duo Zhuoma.

"What happens in the world is really a coincidence."

Chu Tian lowered his head and smiled wryly, but he soon became relieved. Mei Dolma once practiced martial arts on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and Yamamoto Yoshiki also happened to be taught by Master Suoran. In his spare time, the latter saw Mei Dolma It is normal for Dolma to ask for advice with an open mind about the arrow technique of piercing Yang with hundreds of steps.

Just when Chutian was about to let go of his thoughts, he suddenly remembered the things that Shen Binger had reported. The first was that Yingming Shenwu was killed by an arrow when he was fighting dozens of Gao Ren; The thing is that Koo Ida was also shot dead by an arrow when he fought his way out and fled to the speedboat.

Two arrows, two lives, the two masters died unexpectedly.

Although Ying Ming Kazumi and Jing Gong Masako failed to find this mysterious person, he took root in Chu Tian's heart. Now thinking of Mei Dolma mentioning Yamamoto Yoshiki and the fact that the latter had learned arrows, Chu Tian Tian's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became serious.

He never thought that Yoshiki Yamamoto was the murderer of the two, because Chu Tian knew in his heart that to be able to shoot Ida Koo and Ying Ming Shenwu not only requires profound skill, but also needs the archery skill of piercing Yang with a hundred steps. After all, there is no precise arrow technique, who can shoot and kill two people in a flash?

Yamamoto Yoshiki once shot an arrow to test Chutian's defense when he was in the Dongying cemetery, but the fourth child easily chopped it down with a knife. So although Chutian saw Yamamoto playing with arrows at the time, he didn't take it to heart. After all, playing with arrows means It's not a problem, it's just that things are different now.

Yoshiki Yamamoto is a master of archery.

Then, Chutian thought that Yamamoto Yoshikiyo was in a high position in the Yamaguchi-gumi, and many scattered and separated things were glued together like a disk defragmenter at the moment. Thinking that Yamamoto might be the mysterious archer, a wry smile flashed across Chutian's face : "Is life going to give me a second surprise?"

The first one naturally refers to unbeaten streak!

"Chutian, what are you talking to yourself?"

Su Rongrong raised her head and looked at the man: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Chu Tian dispelled the speculation and worries in his heart. Anyway, Yamamoto Yoshiki had no malice towards himself and Shuai Jun, and with Keer's relationship, he expected that there would be no more problems with Dongying, so he responded to Su Rongrong with a smile: "I am here Think about it, I don’t know if there will be any beautiful women at the bonfire party tomorrow night.”

"seek death!"

Su Rongrong pinched Chutian's nose: "Be honest."

While the two were flirting, the motorcade slowly drove to the place arranged by the Tibetan King's Mansion, a two-story Tibetan-style building with a round pointed tower on top, and some Tibetan Buddhas carved around it. The sunlight pouring into the sky gently makes the whole building appear resplendent and resplendent.

"Young commander, you and Miss Rong Rong will live here!"

A middle-aged man in Tibetan clothes bowed slightly to Chu Tian, ​​and said with a touch of sympathy, "Miss Rongrong's office is being renovated, and I believe it will be ready for use in a week. Those who come will also arrive within two weeks."

"You two rest first, if you need anything, you can tell me at any time."

The middle-aged man politely added a few words: "My name is Hidden Dragon, and I have been the third steward of the Tibetan King's Mansion for 20 years. The Tibetan King appointed me to be responsible for all your food, clothing, housing, transportation and personal safety in the King's Mansion, so what do you want to do?" Or you can tell me where you want to go shopping.”

Chu Tian found out that Hidden Dragon looked at Su Rongrong with absolutely respectful eyes.

"Third housekeeper, thank you."

Chu Tian responded to him very politely. This hidden dragon was tall and thin, with clear muscles on his face and strong masculinity. When he smiled, his eyes revealed a kind of gentleness and kindness from the heart. The power of this kind of power can easily infect the people around.

But when not smiling, there is another kind of coldness that makes people tremble deep in the bone marrow.

"By the way, where is my friend?"

Chu Tian was worried about the situation of Xidu: "I want to go and see him."

Hidden Dragon lowered his head slightly, but his attitude was still humble: "Young commander, you are welcome." Then he raised his finger and pointed to the bedroom on the first floor: "Young commander, your friends have already been sent to the room to rest in half a beat, and the two most prestigious doctors It has also arrived and is treating his wound at the moment."

This person is really straightforward in his work!

After Chutian returned his salute to him, he walked towards the bedroom in the side hall. Su Rongrong also moved to catch up with him. Hidden Dragon didn't follow up to check on the wounded. Dispatch forces to guard around.

Even Yun Tian who stayed in the hall nodded secretly, this Hidden Dragon is indeed a character.

When Chutian pushed open the door, two Tibetan doctors were busy treating Xidu's wound. The latter was soon wrapped up like an Egyptian mummy and put on the bed. His body exuded a strong smell of herbs, but Xidu was still in a coma. Wake up, eyes closed tightly as if tired of the world.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Chutian was worried about the safety of Western poisons, so he took the initiative to ask questions. A Tibetan doctor stood up with her hands full of herbs, and said respectfully: "Returning to the young commander, the patient's life is not in danger for the time being. Although the wounds are many and deep, they are not injured. It reaches the critical point, so the application of medicine is enough to recover."

Chutian and Su Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. At this moment, the Tibetan doctor changed the subject and added: "But he has a strange wound on his shoulder. There is half a snake's tooth mark on the wound. It is obvious that he was bitten by a snake. What is puzzling is that he has no signs of severe pain or poisonous hair."

"There is only anesthesia for the whole body, in other words, he has no pain!"

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback: "No pain? Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

The Tibetan doctor let out a long breath, bit his lips and replied: "Without pain, his body will not resist the herbal medicine we applied, and the wound heals twice as fast as ordinary people; but he also fell into a coma and was under anesthesia. Before it is lifted, he may have difficulty waking up."

Another Tibetan doctor also stood up, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and echoed: "Take it in three to five days, it's a good thing! It's a bad thing to see it in ten and a half months. I just checked the snake on his wound. India, if my guess is correct, he was bitten by an Indian black snake."

"Indian black snake?"

Chu Tian suddenly thought of the dozens of black snakes he had chopped to death with a single knife, and remembered the hideous and terrifying appearance of those snake heads, so he nodded and said, "I killed dozens of black snakes this afternoon. They are all dark and terrifying, with sharp teeth. Barb, my friend may have been bitten by this snake."

"That's right!"

The Tibetan doctor waved his hand and responded positively: "This Indian black snake swallows clotted blood all the year round, so it is black and its teeth are all barbed. Once it bites someone, it will hook the wound tightly, unless someone who recognizes the characteristics of this black snake, Otherwise, the wounded can only tear off the flesh and get rid of the snake's head."

"In addition, this black snake is not poisonous, only anesthesia."

Chu Tian frowned slightly and ignored the origin and horror of the black snake. He was only interested in how to save Xidu, so he straightened his body and said, "Doctor, you actually know the characteristics of this black snake, so you should have a way to save it, please." You help my friend get rid of the anesthesia."

"I know the characteristics of black snakes, but I don't know how to heal them."

The Tibetan doctor shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "This black snake is something played by Indian dignitaries. In the past, when science was not very developed, some respected Indian dignitaries held black snakes and guarded them by the Ganges River for the suffering. See you off, like someone who is tortured by a serious illness."

After a pause, the Tibetan doctor added in a low voice: "They will bite the dying person with a black snake, make him completely lose consciousness and pain, and then throw it into the incinerator to burn. Later, the Indian government strictly prohibited it because it was too cruel, but black Snakes still exist in high society in India."

"Because its anesthesia is quite overbearing, the upper class often use it to gamble their lives and money."

The Tibetan doctor looked at Chutian guiltily, and sighed: "So we really can't relieve the anesthesia, but you can find a famous doctor in India."

Su Rongrong suddenly thought of what to say: "To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be needed! We asked the captured Indians for the antidote. Since they can use this kind of black snake, they should have the antidote hidden in them, otherwise what if they were bitten?" What to do? Chutian, I will immediately send someone to find the Indian murderer."

Chu Tian nodded lightly: "It makes sense."

Su Rongrong quickly called Hidden Dragon, told the latter about Xidu's illness, and asked him to go to the Indian murderer to ask for the antidote for the black snake. When he came back, he said apologetically, "Young commander, Miss Su, I'm sorry."

"Let's take a step too late. There is news from the palace that the eight captured Indians have collectively passed out."

"They bit the collar and all passed out."

Hidden Dragon sighed: "There is no antidote on them."

Hearing the bad news, Chutian smiled wryly: "They should also be taking the liquid of the black snake. This is really a good way to keep their lives secret." After the two doctors and Hidden Dragon left the room, Chutian Sighed lightly: "It seems that we can only find Paer Wumang..."

"Is he killing people now, or playing the piano?"

The setting sun causes, the night gradually fades away, and the east turns white.